Star slave?

Felix80

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OOC:

Throwing this out here to see if there's any interest.

A privateer and his robot partner ambush and disable an enemy transport ship. He raids them and takes their cargo, a normal day. Lightyears away he finally gets around to cataloging and organizing his loot. To his surprize he finds 1-3 female slaves in suspended animation. He immediately starts the reanimation process.

When the girls come to he tries to explain that in the faction he elongs to slavery is illegal so they are free now. Unfortunately they don't speak the same language and are hypno-trained to assume whomever they first see when they wake up is their new master and fulfil all his or her needs, overtly sexual ones. They are trained/programmed to be very eager to serve and to initiate pleasuring their master.

An orgy ensues.

For the privateer I'm thinking he was genetically engineered with an advanced brain that allows him to think three dinmensionally and focus on numerous tasks simultaneously, cutting down on the computer needs of his star fighter and allowing him to command multiple drones in the thick of battle with amazing synergy. With the right equipment a soldier like this could do the fighting of a squadron of fighters

Anywho, I'm not to picky on the females. If you want to play as an alien or a cat girl that's fine. I imagine the universe would be similar to star wars or trek with thousands of compatible alien species

No anal, scat, gore or bdsm. Light bondage is cool. No godmoding

I am looking for a female writer or two to create and play slave characters. Or one female to play a few slaves. If you're interested please send me a PM. Please check out a few of my threads to get a feel for my style before you contact me. Thanks.
 
Ooc

Some more information.

I see humanity entering the intergalactic community on the edge of civilization. Humanity likely colonized a dozen star systems before it made contact. Since then we've been struggling for survival.

Humanity's advantage over other races is our intellect and information technology. In general the average human is 5-10 IQ points smarter then the average alien. When we make contact with aliens the rest of our technology is su par by galactic standards but our computers and communication technology was some of the best in the seven known galaxies. Humanity has been able to use these advantages to steal and reverse engineer large quantities of alien tech.

At the time the story is set humanity is the smallest faction in the Milky Way, but easily the most technologically advanced and the fastest growing.

I've got some ideas about the genetic experiment that created my character, and I'll share that when I've made a few decisions.
 
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A fast brain is the key to space combat. Being able to think three and four dimensionally, reaction time, tactics and logistics. No where in there is the ability to benchpress twice your bodyweight. Don't get me wrong, strength has its place in combat, but in space it is all about control and that comes from the brain.

Humans only advantage is their brain, and shortly after we stole, bartered and reverese engineered enough genetic engineering data various corporate labs began to conquer all disease, regenerate and develop the ability for humanity to live forever. Well, to measure our lifespans first by centuries and then, theoretically, by millenia, instead of decades. Numerous companies funded a variety of commercially viable alterations, including gills, increased strength, nourishment through photosynthesis and even the ability to survive in vaccuum.

Eventually some scientist speculated that the human brain could be altered to be able to focus coherently on more then seven things, perhaps hundreds of things, perhaps thousands. Our brains, more then any alien specie we'd studied, were designed for multitasking. It was all theoretical. Eventually a junior officer of our space forces, a combat pilot, was sitting in a doctor's office for a checkup and was reading the article. He immediately reaized the advantage of being able to keep track of every detail on the battlefield, to register all data from radar simultaneously and react in the next instant. He wrote up a proposal to fund this genetic experiment. This proposal was quickly lost, as are most proposals in the military. As he rose in rank he kept resubmitting his proposal. After two decades it finally reached a funding committee, which turned it down. So on completion of his commission the officer started shopping the genetic experiment to the various shipping companies, this time explaining that these human super computers could likely do astronavigation in their head and save them the cost of installing super computers in every ship. Finally the project got funding.

Once the process was created the military looked into its martial applications. Ironic isn't it. The military started a new process that could expand the capacity to multitask exponentially, allowing a pilot to fly his own ship and command a squadron of drones, all dealing with the same flight problems he has, bringing a level of synchronosity and synergy to the battlefield that no one had ever seen before. Twenty-four pilots super pilots were commissioned, genetically altered as fetuses, born, and trained through their lives until they were ready to fight, 20 odd years later. They were active for less then 2 years. Three survive.

The super pilots were super effective, especially against the Thralwar, who were already fighting wars on three fronts and slowly expanding. Humanity opened up a fourth front. Humanity did fine in their regular space battles, but it was on secret missions that they did the Thralwar significant damage. Missions that went into deep Thralwar territory with only a few fighters slipping in, avoiding detection until they were ready to strike. Then the drones would split from the fighters and where there had only been two or three starfighters there were now two or three squadrons. Humanity was decimating Thralwar production centers and military storage facilities. So the Thralwar pulled a fraction from each of their 44 fleets and formed a 45th fleet, a fleet larger then all of Humanity's combat ships combined. It was a pyrrhic victory for Humanity. They destroyed the Thralwar fleet, losing most of their own fleet in the process, as well as the noble sacrifice of most of the Super Pilots. Thralwar sued for peace. Out of their empire of nearly ten thousand worlds they ceded Humanity ten habitable solar systems and twenty uninhabitabls systems, generally used for mining. In return they got peace on one of their fronts for one hundred years.

Jack Sparrow, like all super pilots he was named for famous film characters. His best friends growing up was the late, great Mickey Mouse and Darth Vader.

After spending two weeks in a regeneration chamber was told his most important duty was to be available to train the next generation of super pilots when they were ready for advanced training. In 16 odd years.

Until then he was recommissioned as a privateer, given an updated version of the fighter he used with its droid flotilla, a larger transport ship that also served as a mobile repair base, and a biomech servant/pilot to man the cargo ship while Jack was away, and to fly it to his position after he disabled his prey. It worked out rather well for a few years.

Until they found the slaves.
 
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